Sonnet On A ‘corruption N Me' Poem by Indranil Bit

Whenever there is a cry heard from far;
All hearts unite, a sandstorm is stir;
We think of the other end so far;
We imagine ourselves to the world at par;
How many times do we recognize of it?
We ourselves have moved out a bit!

A war brings down a state, a countable loss is incurred;
A corruption brings down humanity, An atomic seed is incurred!

You and me play the blame game on us!
No shout is heard! None gives a fuss!
We cradle a snake! Back on us, it huss!
Corruption brings agony! spoil an eternal lotus!
What is it? I know not how you define!
To me, supporting you is also at line!